Butte semi-weekly miner. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1886-1890, 1887-01-15

troops have returned to Richmond.
A VILLAIN UNlkAsKED.
How = Pretty Belle Found Out He
Wooer.
II was in love with the handsomest ma
in c., my native town, and had ever,
reason to believe myself the object of hi
special alteration. For me he reserved hi
sweetest smile, his most graceful bow, hi
mcst courteous speeches; when alone hi
voice sank, for me. to it's most melodiou
cadencss. his eyes dwelt on my face will
nder yet respectful admiration, his hant
! ciasped mine with q warm pressure, ant
by every word, tone and look his love wa,
offered to me.
We were a quiet circle OF friends in c.
before this fascinating stranger dropped
down among us. As the daughter II th,
richest man in the town I had been allowed
to lead much of the festivity. and when tn,
newcomer showed me marked homag,
nobody questioned my right to accept it
He was a lawyer from New York, report
said, immensely wealthy; our own eyes told
us extremely handsome, talented and agree
able.
With Spanish eyes and rich olive com.
plexion, he had thick clustering curls oi
rich brown hair. splendid teeth and the
features Of an Apollo. He was tall and
finely formed, dressed in perfect taste,
wearing diamonds of the first water as
studs, q ring to match, heavy gold watch
jewelry. He owned a superb pair OF
blooded horses, q pretty carriage for two,
whose comfort had tested; lived in the
best rooms at our first hotel, paid his bills
punctually and was universally regarded
as q young millionaire. He sang, waltzed,
flirted, rode, drove and bewitched my
heart by each and every one of his accom-
plishments.
Why did 1 question all this glitter?
Father had welcomed him on letters from
New York; mother was charmed by his
deferential courtesy toward her; society
rereived him with open arms; and here l
sat turning over all this and whispering
softly to my tortured heart: "All that
glitters is not gold"
For one whole week l watched Rufus
whole life's fate hung on the issue, could
watch. And I detected this: A sudden
voice calling him would drive every shade
of color from his lips; a hand placed sud-
denly on his shoulder would cause great
beads of perspiration to roll from his fore
head, and his fingers were never still.
At last determined to see if there lay
any clew in his own room to help me in my
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bachelor apartments, but was determined
to get there.
A little rouge. a broad-frilled cap. deep
calico dress, gingham apron
and dusky hour in early summer trans
formed me from a rather pretty girl into q
blowy Irish washerwoman, and with a
trembling heart, but unfaltering step, l
made my way to the c. House.
I knew that it was indicate, perhaps
wrong, for me to thus force myself upon the
privacy of my lover; but tortured by
doubts, the haunting proverb always ring
ing it's mocking refrain in my heart, l was
resolved to prove the truth or falsity OF his
position.
What I expected to find I can scarcely
say, but inquired for him at the door,
was shown into the parlor and requested
to wait. l had arranged my pitiful story
Of poverty, meaning to use my proper |
name for reference and test his charity, at |
least, and I sat down iu the parlor, wait |
ing to see if he was in, noting every article |
strewn on the table and scanning every
book upon his shelves.
"At home, but particularly engaged. |
Would take a seat and waltz"
This was the answer to my message.
sat down obediently, heartily ashamed OF |
my errand, yet desirous of carrying out my
plan.
Voices from the next room reached me,
and heard this:
II tell you the funds are almost gone, and |
a n1naf |
send me more money"
"You leave me all the risk, you take all
the pleasure"
DO you call this pleasure?"
There was bitter harshness in Rufus's
voice that l had never heard there, but
what he Knocked SO barshly / could not
see. The other voice spoke next.
"You must pass some here"
II cannot. No, you in New York must
pass the coin and be content that am will
ling to manufacture it. You can never
guess how exposed am to detection, and
ir New York it would come certainly
"And the heiress?"
"She is mine. Once married, Gus, you
and will quit this country, and see if in
Paris we cannot forget the past"
(Which past?" The other voice was Bit
ter now. THE past of the last five years,
or our childhood? Oh! Al, it is bitter
life."
I'VE will live it down. In after years,
when we become respectable citizens, the
world will never know that Rufus Lowering
is Alliston Wilde, the escaped forger and
coiner."
"Whom I now arrest in the name OF the
law" thundered third voice.
There was the crash of broken door, a
scuffie, shots fred, and then my handsome
lover entered the parlor in the grasp OF a
police officer and hotel waiter, who
proved to be a disguised detective, while
the brother, whose willy questions had
won his confession, was paid for the trea.
son.
went home sad and sick. Never again
can my heart love and trust; never can
Forget that scene OF detected guilt; never
ook upon pomp or show without the old
proverb springing to my lips. Truly did 1
prove that GALL THAT GLlrrERs is NOT
Cold"